I was on the cusp of turning 10-years-old when my mom packed me and my sister up and sent us on a 3-week journey with our grandparents in their RV.At the time, I only knew it was going to be a really long road trip — something that my fifth-grade self, prone to motion sickness, was less than thrilled about. But my grandparents were determined to do what they did when their own kids were young: Head West. We were to see the National Parks, a trek that my own grandmother had taken as a child [...]
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